Cracks

Yesterday, I came home to a shattered glass door.

My shower door shattered while no one was home.

No one knocked into the glass.

Nothing hit the door.

It just shattered..

How does a shower door just suddenly implode and end up in a million little pieces all over the entire bathroom?

I just stood in the doorway not knowing where to even begin. I kid you not, there were MILLIONS of little square pieces of glass.

I know that a year ago, I would have ended up in a puddle of tears on the floor not knowing what to do.

But yesterday, I shook my head, took pictures and sent them to my friends and family.

I knew I needed help and I also just couldn’t keep this craziness to myself.

And instead of crying, I laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.

It seems like I have had more house mishaps in the last year than we had in all 21 years of living here.

But, I now know I can handle these catastrophes.

Not on my own.. but with the help of my tribe, I know I can pretty much accomplish anything that is thrown my way.

Thanks to the wonderful world of Google, I learned that a tiny insignificant hairline crack can be part of your door for quite awhile.

But, one day, for no apparent reason, the door may just shatter.

This whole experience got me thinking about life….

We are kind of like my shower door.

We look fine; standing tall, looking sturdy and even shiny.

Yet, we may have a tiny little crack just waiting to shatter our entire being.

Our world right now is so very precarious.

We are all living such a surreal existence.

We are all stressed out.

I think we may all have tiny cracks.

We get a runny nose or a headache and right away our minds go to Covid. We immediately start to worry and think “what if”….

We worry about our family members, our jobs, our homes….

Special events are being cancelled once again and we are missing out on being with our loved ones.

I don’t think it would take much for each of us to fall apart.

So, my shower door catastrophe reminded me of the significance of kindness.

We all have cracks right now and we need to support one another regardless of politics or our beliefs.

This all seems kind of deep for a shattered shower door and don’t get me wrong, I’m TRULY annoyed that I have yet another thing I need to get fixed.

But instead of falling into the “why me” zone, I took a moment to reflect.

I am stronger than I ever thought I could be and I need to remind myself that I should be sharing my strength with others.

Because we all have cracks that no one else can see….

And we could all use support and kindness.